Chapter 7
Laurie, bending nakedly over to retrieve her scattered clothes snapped straight up, one hand flying to her mouth as she stared incredulously at the rain-drenched form of her uncle's foreman standing in the open doorway. There was no need to question Hank Woods' presence there; his eyes were wild with lust and the fly of his jeans was bursting open. From it, standing at rigid attention, protruded his thickly throbbing cock, blood-swollen and angry.
"Get your ass over to the bed!" he snarled to Laurie, slamming the door shut behind him. "And you," he snapped to the slowly rising form on the bed, "get your ass over in that chair and keep your mouth shut!"
"Hold on, now," Ken demanded, sitting upright. "What gives you the right to come barging in here ordering everyone around?"
"Every right in the world!" Woods spat back. "I'm still foreman of this spread. And your supposta' be out fixin' fences. 'Stead I find you didlin' the boss' niece. Need any more reasons."
"But.. . "
"But nothin'. I been standin' out in that damn rain gettin' drenched 'n watchin' you plowin' this little filly. And by gawd I'm plannin' to get a little myself! If you know what's good for you, you'll set your ass down 'n keep your mouth shut. If not.. . start packin'. "
Quietly the young ranch-hand rose, crossed to the chair, and sat down.
Laurie didn't move, wasn't able to move. She couldn't believe what was happening! She had known Hank Woods nearly all her life and had almost as much respect for him as she had for her uncle. But now she couldn't imagine what had come over him, what had changed him into this surely lust-maddened beast a beast that reminded her of the way the black stallion looked when turned loose on the mares!
"Get your ass over to the bed!" Woods snarled again, impatiently shucking out of his wet clothing. "Either that or Ned Dow learns that his precious little niece ain't as innocent as he thinks," he said more quietly as he strode naked across the small room to grasp the frightened and confused girl by the shoulders, spinning her around and shoving her hard toward the narrow bed.
"Don't do this to me, Hank," Laurie pleaded, burying her face in her hands. "Oh, my God! Please let me go!"
The ranch foreman gave her a look of withering contempt as he forced her knees against the bed, his eyes filled with lust, his mouth twisted sadistically. Applying pressure on her shoulders, he forced the naked young girl to bend forward until her elbows rested on the blanket-covered bed, then his hands left her twisting shoulders to grasp her by her tiny waist. "Spread your feet," he hissed into her ear.
"Please, Hank," she whimpered. "Please don't do this . . . " But her voice trailed off as the utter hopelessness of her situation sank in. There was nothing she could do, she knew, and tears, fresh and abundant, flowed down her pale cheeks now.
"Your gonna love it, baby," Hank snorted, as he pulled her upraised hips into position before him, guiding his blood-engorged cock-head directly toward her defenselessly trembling buttocks. She cringed as the hard rubbery head pressed hotly against the tender exposed white skin of her buttocks.
"In a few minutes you're going to love it even more," he said as his two hands slid greedily around the quivering flesh of her belly, and began to rove over the soft young curves of her hips, then slipped back to the twin half-moons of her smoothly molded young buttocks.
His touch sent little unwanted quivers of helpless delight tingling through Laurie, and against her will she found herself responding to his teasing touch. She knew it was useless to make an effort to stop his hand as it sought the soft resilient curls of her pussy, his fingers parting the silken strands of pubic hair and slipping slowly into the narrow sensitive slit of her vagina. They searched teasingly between the warmth of her trembling inner thighs until he found the tiny bud of her clitoris and stroked it into pulsating erection.
Then, as suddenly as he had begun, Hank slipped his fingers from the helpless girl's quivering young cunt and straightened up again behind her. "Loved that, didn't you?" he asked, and his harsh tone brought Laurie's mind back to the reality of her situation with horrible abruptness. She thought of her uncle again, and of the utter contempt he would have for her if he were to find out about all this. With a little cry of fear, she clamped her firm full thighs together against the foreman's hands now roving lewdly between the narrow deep valley of her upturned buttocks.
Roughly Hank pulled her clenching thighs apart, then hunched over her, resting the palms of his hands on the soft inner flesh while his thumbs sought out the soft hair-lined lips of her cunt again. With a slow, teasing outward movement that brought a low cry of shame for Laurie, he pressed the curl-fringed lips apart, exposing the pinkly glistening slit of her lust-moistened pussy. Christ but she was a hot little bitch! She was ready to fuck now, aching for it, even though she hadn't admitted it. Well, Hank Woods was the one to give her what she wanted, he thought maliciously, eyeing her with a triumphant gleam in his heavy-lidded eyes. He took his long thick cock in one hand and kneeling up between her widespread thighs guided it steadily to the cringing little pussy-mouth up between her wide-splayed legs. He pushed forward insistently until the thick rubbery head slipped through the golden-red cuntal strands towards the traitorously giving lips of her young helpless pussy.
Laurie gasped and held her breath as feelings of irrepressible obscene desire mixed with her agonizing guilt. She fought against the lewd quivering that racked her body, while the thought of this disgraceful plundering of her defenseless pussy tortured her shame-filled mind. Then the blood-swollen tip of Hank's throbbing penis penetrated slightly the tight little opening of her naked vagina. The searing contact of his huge fleshy cock-head with her parting young cuntal lips sent sharp little spasms of forbidden pleasure through her young teenage body. "Oh, don't," she begged. "For God's sake! Hank! HANK!"
"Now you're gonna get a real fuck," Hank snarled at the nakedly kneeling young girl, shutting off her protests.
Laurie suddenly quivered in fear, remembering the pain of Ken's hymen-splitting entry a few minutes earlier, as she felt the blood-engorged head of the foreman's mammoth cock press unceasingly into the exposed pink slit between her widespread buttocks.
Laurie cringed forward in an effort to escape it, but the relentlessly searching shaft followed its obscene target. Again, she felt it slip along the entire length of her moistening cuntal lips and push incitingly against her clitoris. A belt of hotly searing pleasure ran through her. "Oh . . . "
Hank's hands closed around the tops of her thighs, gripping them tightly, with his fingers digging harshly into her soft milk-white flesh.
"Put it in," he ordered.
"I'm . . . I'm afraid. It's going to hurt," she groaned helplessly.
"Put it in!" His words snapped out like a cat-o-nine-tails, and she flinched as though he had actually struck her.
Laurie groaned piteously as she felt his gripping fingers digging even deeper into her sensitive flesh. She couldn't stand it! In frightened desperation, she obediently reached back between her legs and found his fully lengthened cock. It was so thick that it seemed as though she couldn't possibly wrap her fingers around it. And with that first touch of her hand on his throbbing shaft, the ranch foreman knew he had to have it up inside her quick. He was going to fuck her! Now!
The ranch owner's teenage niece knew it was going to hurt; she knew he would split her in two. And yet.. . strangely . . . masochistically . . . she welcomed it. Just bring me relief, she thought, and then tearfully pressed that huge bulbous cock-head at the defenseless opening of her no longer virginal vagina.
The foreman smiled as he began a slow prodding against the tight elastic-like cuntal mouth, feeling the softly yielding lips flowering open to accommodate him. Then the bulbous head was through the first warm layer of enveloping flesh and attempting to force its way inside the tightly restricting ring of muscle guarding the tiny entrance to her vagina.
"Aaaaaggghh," she grunted, panting in pain. "You're hurting me. Stop for a minute . . . please."
With the feel of her clasping pussy wetly giving way before him, Hank felt no tenderness or inclination to mercy. He wanted to be up inside her all the way. He wanted to fuck her, had to fuck her! And the rapidly building heat of animal desire suddenly shorted out all restraint in him. He took a tighter hold on her firm young thighs, and then lunged "forward from behind her while at the same time brutally pulling her warm-flesh buttocks back toward him.
"Aaaaagggghhh," it was a shrill scream of agony from Laurie, as she felt his long thick cock slam through the fleshy barriers of her cunt, deeper, far deeper than she had been penetrated by Ken only minutes earlier. She was being split apart ripped asunder! She even thought she could feel her stomach muscles being torn from their anchoring tendons. Then another scream gurgled from her throat, the scream of wild obscene exaltation of a mating mare.
Laurie struggled vainly, tightening her upraised buttocks and lunging forward in an effort to escape the brutal impalement. The steadily thrusting penis was like some huge diamond-headed drill boring deep up into the subterranean areas of her belly. She could swear it was in so far that it must be lodged in her nakedly swaying breasts! Her cock-stretched cuntal walls were a blaze of agony from the invading shaft of muscle and flesh.
Laurie attempted once more to struggle loose, but her efforts were futile, and she realized he had actually skewered her, firmly impaled her on the end of his rock-hard cock like some helpless butterfly on a mounting board.
Behind the humiliated redhead on the mattress, the ranch foreman was thinking, God! But she has an absolutely incredible tight little cunt. It was small, the tightest he had in many a year, but it was all velvet and clinging heat up in there. A proud pussy, with reason to be proud. She had deep muscles that were unconsciously working on him now, even though she was still moaning and groaning in pain. It was a wonderful sensation, and if he didn't watch himself he would go out of his mind! Her clasping pussy walls clutched and caressed the shaft of his heatedly throbbing hardness, and he felt them ripple from some far-off reverberation of lewd sensation within her responding nervous system. And because she would make him cum this way without his moving at all Hank decided he had better start to fuck her right now or the young ranch-hand watching from the chair across the room would think he was a rabbit who couldn't hold back.
Laurie gradually became aware that the foreman was beginning to rock rhythmically and gently in and out of the soft confines of her ovaly stretched vagina. The pain was fading now, and she began to feel once more the steady build-up of lewdly throbbing pleasure. Her breath became more shallow, and it rasped in her throat.
"Go on . . . go on. I love it. I love it."
Hank heard the naked young teenager's words and a feeling of supreme power and achievement swept over him. He knew now that she was responding naturally to his deep-plunging cock, as he fucked in and out with long steady strokes like a torpedo speeding silently through warm vaginal seas.
Little explosive sounds of helpless delight began flowing from Laurie's lips with each deep inward thrust of that implacably racing cock. She could feel her adolescent body responding to him, could feel muscles and tendons and nerves all excitedly working in unison to bring him pleasure . . . and her own blissful relief. She spread her thighs even wider, feeling her knees scraping against the wool blanket covering the bed, feeling the pruriently beating throbs his cock-head made, as it twitched his springy pubic hair tight against her buttocks.
Abruptly she dropped from her elbows to her shoulders on the blanket, lifting her firmly rounded young ass-cheeks up higher in an obscene offering of wanton lust. The roughness of the wool blanket stung her sensitively stiffening nipples into a greater hardness. Deep, deep up inside her quivering belly the spongy head of his long thick shaft grazed against the cushiony tip of her cervix while her youthful vagina warmly expanded and contracted like the folds of some pumping accordion. She felt the barely perceptible beginnings of the hotly exploding fire preceding her orgasm. It was beautiful.. . so beautiful!
And then, abruptly, Hank pulled out!
"Don't," she panted. "You can't do that to me!"
"Love it, don't you?" His tone was brutal, his manner cruel and menacing. Laurie, terrified again, at last found her voice and gasped, "Y-yes!"
"Yes, what?" Hank's voice left no doubt that he knew he had her in his lewd power.
"Yes, Hank," Laurie whimpered. "I . . . I.. . looove it!"
"Want some more cock?" he grinned with obscene delight at Laurie's meek submission to him.
"Oh, please, yes . . . "
"Not like that. Beg, you goddamned little prick-tease!"
Laurie sucked in her breath. "Do it," she pleased with Hank. "Do it!"
"Say 'Fuck me! Fuck me with your big cock!' And make it sound like you mean it!"
Laurie's head lolled to one side in abject humiliation and shame as she submitted even more completely to his degrading demands. With tears streaming down her face, she pleaded, "Oh, Hank, fuck me. Please fuck me. That's what I want you to do. For God's sake, fuck me with your big cock!"
Hank's mouth twisted scornfully. "You don't sound very sincere, baby!" he said. "Still, I'll be generous and do it."
He held her hips with his hands again as he slipped his glistening rod of lust-engorged male flesh into her moist cuntal passage, then began a slow rhythmic thrust which would soon build her to climax. He slaved behind her, fucking in and out of her tightly clenching pussy in long smooth strokes, sending his cock deep into her moist vagina to be warmly clasped and released, clasped and released in perfect synchronization with his brutal forward strokes.
Fucking in and out of her excited teenage cunt wildly now, in and out, the ranch foreman quickened his strokes until Laurie felt she was on fire with the wild tongues of flame searing her pulsing loins, her quivering belly, shooting high up through her whole aroused body to lick at her sensitive breasts. She seemed possessed by an insane passion that blotted out all but the ecstatic pleasure of the older man's hard-driving penis.
As he thrust again and again, his long hard cock like a piston ramming deep inside her, Hank felt Laurie jerk and then moan as she lurched against him. Abruptly, the wet sticky fluid of her orgasm gushed forth from deep inside the walls of her hotly clinging vagina and then, unbelievable to them both, as she writhed and churned wildly beneath him, Laurie began a weird, rhythmical incantation. "Ooooh, God! I'm cumming. I'm cumming . . . oh, my God! I'm cumming . . . ! I'M CUMMINNGGGGG!! ! "
Hank felt his own lust-tormented cock expand in an agonizing spasm, the inside of his sperm-heavy testicles seemed to crazily explode, splitting wide open. The hot white liquid churning there raced up the full length of his rock-hard shaft, and then he spewed it forth into the depths of Laurie's hotly contracting young belly. It mingled momentarily there with her own excitedly flooding juices, then overflowed back out around her clasping cunt lips to trickle in thin lewd rivulets of surrender down the soft whiteness of her shuddering thighs. With a loud sigh, Hank collapsed forward over her voluptuously curved young body which had already gone limp and exhausted beneath him . . . her legs spread lewdly open in utter and total defeat. . .
The room was silent for long minutes. Only the soft pattering of rain on the cabin roof and the sound of heavily exhausted breathing broke it.
Finally Laurie began to stir. Rolling out from under the satiated foreman, she shakily rose to her feet and made her way unsteadily to the table, flashing a curious smile at the young ranch-hand sitting helplessly in the solitary chair.
Prideless eyes raised slowly to meet those of the debased young girl as she poured herself a half-glass of wine, then neatly tossed it down in one shuddering gulp. Ken's hands came up off his naked lap in a helpless gesture. "I'm sorry, Laurie," he said quietly.
She stared defiantly into his eyes for a moment, then dropped them. "Why?" she asked softly, raising her eyes to meet his once again. "You promised to make a woman of me, didn't you? Well, you did . . . Hank just confirmed it."
She smiled then. Warmly. At both of them.